The Lavender Hill Mob

The Lavender Hill Mob is a 1951 film about a meek bank clerk who oversees the shipment of bullion who joins with an eccentric neighbor to steal gold bars and smuggle them out of the country as miniature Eiffel Towers.

Henry Holland: A minute later, the guard will appear around this corner, and you, Pendlebury, will detain him for at least half a minute. Ask him for a light, ask him the way, ask him anything, but keep him there, we must have those thirty seconds.

Pendlebury: Edgar.

Henry Holland: I beg your pardon?

Pendlebury: Isn't one supposed to say that when one's being briefed? On my rare visits to the cinema...

Henry Holland: The word is "roger."

Pendlebury: Oh, roger. How silly of me.

Pendlebury: Now it's all over, I suppose I may dare say it's been a most remarkable coup.

Shorty: The biggest job of its kind since One-Eyed Dobson got away with the GIs' pay packets. Two million dollars, Grosvenor Square, 'forty-five.

Henry Holland: That was before devaluation. And this is one million pounds.

Shorty: Oh, that's right. Blimey. We've got the record!

Pendlebury: By Jove, Holland, it's a good job we're both honest men.

Henry Holland: It is indeed, Pendlebury.

Henry Holland: Instead of changing as usual at Charing Cross, I came straight on to Rio de Janeiro. "Gay, sprightly, land of mirth and social ease." Pendlebury.

British man: Plus six Eiffel Towers. How much did they fetch?

Henry Holland: Twenty-five thousand pounds. Enough to keep me for one year in the style to which I was, ah, unaccustomed.